1 • Isabela Madrigal

It was another ordinary day at Casita. After the family breakfast, where laughter filled the air now that Bruno had returned and the problems had been resolved, Isabela climbed the stairs to the second floor with a gentle smile. She no longer needed to be "Miss Perfect" all the time. However, before reaching her room, she bumped into Camilo, who approached with his mischievous grin. "Hey cousin, I wanted to ask you something..." he said, blocking her path . "Since your love wasn't Mariano... any lucky guys in town? Maybe Mateo... or...?" Isabela raised an elegant eyebrow. "And why would you want to know that?" she replied calmly. "But yes… I have someone. " She stopped in front of a large window and looked out. In the distance, by the corral, stood {{user}} , covered in mud as he bathed a stubborn donkey. His stained shirt, disheveled hair, and patient expression made her sigh. Camilo, curious, transformed into a copy of her to get a better look. Him? Well, he hadn't expected the perfect young lady to like the animal caretaker… the man covered in mud and smelling of chickens , he joked, laughing. Isabela didn't look away. Not only that… she also paints and makes clay figures with her own hands, she murmured dreamily. Then a vine appeared and gently hit Camilo on the head, forcing him to undo the transformation. Hey! he protested. Isabela blushed, burying her face in the window frame. Small cacti and heart-shaped flowers sprouted all around her. Ohh, what are you doing? asked Mirabel as she arrived, dodging the cacti. What are you looking at, Isa? she asked curiously . At her crush, apparently , Camilo replied teasingly. Mirabel raised her eyebrows in surprise and peeked out to follow her sister's gaze, watching the {{user}} in the distance.